Although there is something going on right now, Tang Youan still can't see Song Xici suffering, even if he is not particularly comfortable. So one after another, the two entered the room.
For this room, Tang You'an has not come in many times, but the mild scent of the nose is always there, and it can easily make people fascinated by it.
After Tang Youan closed the door, he turned sideways, looked down at the balcony, and then looked at her again.
After entering, Song Xici lay down on the bed with a fluffy white pillow in her arms, and the sunlight passing in from the window covered her lazily, making her skin like cream, but it seemed that her emotions were not. too high.
Song Xici seemed to know what he wanted to do, but he didn't seem to know what he was doing. He was confused, so he did as Meng Meng said.
"To be precise, the whole body is not very comfortable, right?" Tang Youan asked after taking a step towards her.
"Well..." Holding the two corners of the pillow, Song Xici pursed her lips and nodded, her legs together slowly fell to the right, she stretched out her hand and hammered her lower back, looking a little uncomfortable. Because of this action, he was slightly pulled up, revealing his fair and firm calf.
Tang Youan looked at Song Xici lying on the bed, and after a second, turned around and walked towards the balcony, reaching out to close the curtains. Cut off half of the light source.
Then, she raised her hand and twitched her neckline slightly, looking at things outside through the curtains, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a long while, Tang Youan turned sideways, walked towards her, and stood beside the bed: "Sleep on your stomach, so that I can massage and relieve you."
"Okay." Song Xici nodded when he heard the words, then put the pillow aside, and then turned over and slept on the bed. Only in this way, I can hear the sound of the heart beating in my chest more clearly.
After all, her intentions are not pure, and she has ghosts.
"What's up today..." Tang Youan took off her shoes, half sat on the bed, her throat slid, "Don't you always alienate me like usual?"
"I..." Song Xici heard the words, her hand gripping the pillow could not help clenching, "I've been like this recently, when have I ever done that. And your request... In the end, which one of your requests did I really refuse?"
"I didn't refuse, but... I was reluctant," Tang Youan said, "I don't want you to think that I'm coercing you or something. You know, although I may have some discomfort in my heart, but Put your feelings first in the end."
"So... you have been silent a lot in recent days, is there a reason for that?" Song Xici asked cautiously.
After hearing this, Tang Youan looked at her jet-black hair and didn't know how to answer, so she could only nod her head: "Well."
After listening to Song Xi's resignation, Meng Meng's words appeared in his mind, and then he struggled with himself, and finally said: "No, I don't think you are coercing me... You may have misunderstood me... "
It was a mess, at this moment, Song Xici's mind was really messed up.
who is she? Why does she keep doing things that go against her own principles, agreeing to be one meter apart, agreeing to refuse physical touch, agreeing not to fall in love, but now
"Okay, let's not talk about this..." Tang Youan lifted her hair and put both hands on her shoulders, "I saw you rubbing here just now, is it more painful here?"
Her shoulders were a little too thin, so that she held her hand slightly, Tang Youan held it in her hand, afraid that it would be broken with a little force.
"Well..." Song Xici replied softly, turning his head halfway.
"That, my coat... Wouldn't it be better to take it off?" Song Xi asked, rolling his eyes.
After Tang Youan listened, she stared at her hair for a long time, and finally nodded: "That's better."
"Well, then I'll take it off." Song Xici said, smoothing a handful of hair, half sat up from the bed, and then stretched out his arms to untie the belt around the waist of the knitted jacket.
Although his hands and inner emotions were trembling slightly like lake water blown by the wind, Song Xi put his hands on the knitted coat on his shoulders after he resigned.
Since she didn't go out and the temperature in the house was not too low, she dressed relatively cool today. After the beige-colored knitted coat fell, her curvy figure was exposed under the olive green suspender skirt. Beautiful concave butterfly bones, fair and soft skin, every inch reveals a style.
Tang Youan looked at her back, couldn't help lowering her head, and let out a light sigh of relief.
"You'an..." At this moment, Song Xici scratched her hair and turned to look at her.
Half of the slightly curved hair fell on the shoulders, with the soft cheeks on the side, the smart eyes and the pink lips, Song Xici was a stunner.
"Huh?" Tang You'an put down her hand and moved her eyes from her body to her face, only to feel that something disobedient was moving in her body.
"What's wrong?" Song Xi asked.
"No... Then, let me press it for you." Tang Youan said.
"Yeah." Song Xici nodded, then lay down on the bed a little bit, pressing his side face on one palm.
Tang Youan looked at her, and after a while, she stretched out her hand to lift her hair, and the previous process continued. However, when Tang Youan's hand touched his skin, Song Xici's body trembled again.
"Does it hurt?" Tang Youan relaxed a little after looking at her for a while.
"No..." Song Xici bit her lip and shook her head.
So, Tang Youan continued to press and knead: "The strength can't be reduced any more, let's endure it for a while."
"Okay..." Song Xici dared to say that her trembling just now wasn't all about strength
Tang Youan didn't say anything more, but after pressing her acupuncture point, she pressed the Jianjing point again. The skin under the palm is probably well-maintained, soft and delicate. Pressing and pressing, Tang Youan saw Song Xici's lips and teeth slightly opened, and couldn't help asking: "Are you comfortable?"
"Well..." Song Xici nodded, "The lower back should also..."
Hearing this sentence, Tang Youan responded with the word "OK" and moved his hand to her back again.
"I checked on the Internet, and now there are some essential oils and other things that are very useful. A few drops in the bath are very helpful for relieving physical and mental fatigue..." In order to divert attention, Tang Youan spoke.
"I know, I bought it," Song Xici asked again, "My clothes... are they not very good for massage?"
"Yes..." Tang Youan said while continuing to press on her back. It's just that I was wearing silk clothes, which was a bit too affecting the massage.
"Then just... I'll take it off." Song Xi opened his lips.
"Then..." Tang Youan looked at her, "Okay."
She thought, she should not do anything strange.
So Song Xici sat up on his knees again. She stroked her hair, and then, she pulled down the zipper on the right side of the skirt a bit, and then pulled down the two suspenders, so that there was no cover, the curvature was perfect, and the beautiful back with snow-white skin appeared in front of Tang Youan. Under the faint sunlight, Song Xici's body looked very graceful, Tang Youan couldn't help but put his head aside.
My mind is full of strange and wispy things wandering around. I want to hug this very delicate body in front of me from behind, and then...
After that, she covered her suspender skirt over her chest, and Song Xici slowly fell down again.
Tang You'an tugged his sleeves, let out a sigh of relief, and then pressed one hand onto Song Xici's back again, folded the other hand on top of her head, and slowly massaged her with the palm of his hand.
During this period, the two did not speak much, and each kept a strange silence.
However, what Tang Youan felt was that whenever he exerted a little force or stroked from one place to another, Song Xici's body would shake a little, and occasionally, he seemed to hear a slight sigh.
Although he knew that Song Xi's speech would be like this, it might be because he used too much force, not because of his own touch as described in some articles. However, Tang Youan's thoughts were still unable to restrain himself. Want to go somewhere. Tang Youan's energy was actually not as strong as before, but in this way, Song Xici felt that every skin she touched exuded a faint warmth.
"Do you often ask sisters to massage like this when your body is sore?" Tang Youan asked with his eyes down.
Song Xi clenched the pillow with his hand under his face, and his voice was a little soft: "Yeah... No, not often, but occasionally..."
"Then, will you be like this too?" Tang Youan lowered his eyes and turned his head to look at Song Xici. Inexplicably, she felt uncomfortable about it.
At this time, Song Xi Ci frowned slightly, bit her plump lower lip lightly, and a few strands of hair covered her lips and chin. It looked really charming, like a fairy.
"you guess… "
Tang Youan looked at her and didn't speak any more. She just continued to massage and decompress for her. Although she didn't do much, but after the process was over, it still caused Song Xici's snow-white skin to faintly flush.
"Do you feel better?" Finally, Tang Youan asked.
Song Xi's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and some were speechless. How should she describe it, she just felt like she was a little uncomfortable.
"Also, I want to ask... Why did you approach me so unsuspectingly today?" Tang Youan still felt that Song Xici was a little strange today.
After Song Xi's speech, he frowned and turned his face to the side that Tang Youan could not see.
Tang Youan curled up his hands slightly and continued to look at her: "You... are you not afraid of me?"
Hearing this, Song Xi pinched the pillow and directly covered the important parts with a dress that was not properly dressed. He half-kneeled on the bed and looked at Tang You'an: "What are you afraid of?"
Tang Youan looked at her two beautiful collarbones, and then her eyes fell on the face that seemed to be quite pure, and she was stunned.
"What, what can you do to me?" Song Xici gritted his teeth, still covering the clothes in front of him with his left hand, then stretched out his right hand and hooked Tang Youan's neat collar.
"No—" Tang Youan lowered his eyes.
"Didn't you keep complaining about the distance between me and you?" Song Xici loosened her collar, stroked her hair, and pushed Tang Youan's shoulder again.
Tang Youan was pushed back by her and leaned back, and then looked at her again, completely dazed.
"Don't you always think that the two of us are not as close as me and my other friends?" Song Xici pushed her again.
This push made Tang Youan lie on his back on the bed, but his arms and elbows were still supported on the mattress, and his eyes widened as he looked at Song Xici in front of him.
"I want to prove to you from today that I can be as close to you as other friends, can't I?" Song Xici stretched out her slender fingers, hooked Tang Youan's collar, and then lifted her fingertips away from the neckline and brought it back to her. past the tip of her chin.
Tang Youan looked at her, her pupils suddenly tightened.
"Did I say no..." After a while, Tang Youan propped up and sat down, placing one hand on her bowed knee, and gradually bullying her face.
"Isn't that alright?" Song Xici turned his head slightly, looked at Tang Youan's face that was close at hand, and moved his eyes from her lips to her eyes.
"If that's the case, then what kind of cover is there? Can you take it off more thoroughly, just like you said you took a bath with Meng Meng in high school..." Tang Youan lowered his eyes and looked at her again, inexplicably, Just said this.
"Of course you can, but if you want to come and go, as long as you take off..." Song Xici rolled her eyes, then reached out and twisted her collar.
"you said."
Tang Youan stared at her for a moment, then pulled out one hem of his shirt instantly, then raised his hand and unbuttoned a button on his neckline. After that, the second one. After seeing the looming collarbone under Tang Youan's collar, Song Xi tightened the clothes on his chest. However, just when Tang Youan unbuttoned all the buttons, the phone in his trouser pocket rang.
He picked it up and saw that it was Zhao Zixi.
"Mr. Zhao Zixi, she usually doesn't call you if she's okay, so answer it." Song Xici glanced at the screen of her phone, weighed it, and finally lowered her eyes, pulled the shoulder strap over her shoulder, and pulled the zipper up again. After all, the atmosphere has been broken.
When Tang Youan heard the words, she raised her eyes to look at her, let out a sigh of relief, and finally sat down by the bed and picked up the phone: "Hello?"
"You'an, come out, I have a dinner party in the evening. It's all big people, come with me and get to know more people." Zhao Zixi said straight to the point.
"But I already have an appointment with Xiao Meimei, and she also said she wanted to take me to meet someone." Tang You soothed his forehead.
"Who?"
"Zhao Xiaochen and Qiu Ze." Tang Youan replied.
"I called her to help you push her, she is not a big person, come to me, and I will send you WeChat for the location." Zhao Zixi said.
"Okay..." Tang Youan nodded.
After that, Tang You'an hung up the phone and buried himself in finishing his clothes.
"Let's go." Song Xi finished speaking and sat down by the bed.
"Okay, then I'll go first." Tang Youan looked at her sideways again, then stood up.
Seeing this, Song Xi also stood up. Then, just as Tang Youan was about to button up, Song Xici suddenly pulled his hand away.
Looking at Song Xici's hand and the ring on it, Tang Youan looked at her suspiciously.
"Go early and return early, don't let anyone dive in." Song Xici stretched out his hand and slowly helped her button the last button, then raised her round eyes to look at her.
Tang Youan looked at her for a moment, nodded, looked at the time again, and then turned around and walked out of Song Xici's bedroom.
Although he has his own business to work on next, Tang Youan's mind is full of Song Xi's words.
The thieves are in a mess, and she can't sort out a clue, and she doesn't know what happened to herself. Look around, who else can have a more chaotic relationship than her and Song Xici.
Obviously married, but was told it was fake. Speaking of being friends, Song Xici has always been very rude to do things that can be done as friends with her. Today, however, I feel as if I have done something beyond the scope of my friends.
Head about to explode.
But there was only one thing she knew very well, that is, she was entangled by the woman Song Xici. Her emotions were all changing around Song Xici.
Even after arriving at the place Zhao Zixi mentioned, she learned that there were actually a few hours before the dinner, so when she asked her to accompany her to pick out jewelry or something, Tang Youan was a little angry despite her face full of smiles. .
If it wasn't for this call, she should have... saw what she always wanted to see...
Although there are those things themselves, but...
Sitting on the sofa in the jewelry store, Tang Youan watched Zhao Zixi and the clerk discussing matters related to custom earrings, but felt that time passed a little slowly.
On the other side, after watching Tang Youan leave, Song Xici walked around the house alone for several times, then picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Meng Meng: "I, what, I don't know me, I should seduce her. Well... I've used all my milky acting skills... You know, I'm a little pure... "
After sending the message, Song Xici sighed and sat down in the hanging chair again holding the phone.
More than ten minutes later, Song Xici received a message from Meng Meng: "Tell me carefully, how did you do it!"
"Hey anyway, we kidnapped her to the bed. We... were all about to undress, but unfortunately she was taken away by a phone call, even if she took off, nothing would happen." Song Xi resigned.
Meng Meng: "I can't see it, old lady, you are a genius. Either you don't sway people, or you can turn people onto the bed as soon as you sway them, be convinced!"
After Song Xici saw it, he frowned and replied, "Isn't that what you said about lure..."
Meng Meng: "Hahaha, yes yes. But... how, lure is the best way?! How do you feel?!"
Song Xici held the phone, calmed down, then pursed her lips and replied, "To be honest, it seems a little irritating..."
Meng Meng: "So, let's go on, daddy, as long as she's around, I'll fuck her! I'll continue to work first for nothing~"
After Song Xi finished reading the news, he put his index finger on his lips and thought for a while, searched for a few dessert recipes, then copied the required ingredients to the memo, then took a shirt and jeans, put on another one. Small jacket, armed and drove to the supermarket.
In general, she still wants to surpass Xiao Meimei in cooking. She didn't believe that if she was serious, there would be something she couldn't do.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Tang You'an and Zhao Zixi were sitting at the dining table. They didn't eat much, but they drank glass after glass of wine.
Probably it was Zhao Zixi who asked everyone to take care of him, but Tang Youan didn't show timidity like most people.
Even the oldest old Mr. Zhang Fuheng, who was the biggest present, admired her, probably because the old gentleman liked the relationship between Chinese quintessence such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He had something to say with Tang Youan, and even asked Tang Youan to add his granddaughter Zhang Lili on WeChat. . Tang Youan was not easy to push back, so he could only add it.
The good thing is that this dinner is very civilized, and everyone will even improvise poems and so on. And everyone is very happy and happy, and this time is being extended indefinitely.
While eating and eating, Tang Youan's cell phone lit up in the middle, and it was a message from Song Xi's resignation.
So, Tang Youan put down the wine glass, looked around at the people around him, and turned on the phone under the table.
"Are you still at the dinner party?" Song Xi asked.
Seeing this, Tang Youan replied, "Yes. Have you eaten?"
"No… "
"Then what are you doing?" Tang Youan raised his head and chatted with a person in the dinner, before continuing to send messages.
"I'm making something delicious for you." Song Xici replied.
"What's delicious?" Tang Youan asked.
After a while, Song Xici didn't send a message.
So, Tang Youan continued to chat with people, but from time to time he still glanced at his mobile phone.
After a few minutes, the phone suddenly lit up. I saw Song Xi sent the words "Strawberry Sandwich Cake" and a small video.
Seeing this, Tang Youan clicked on the small video. In the short video, Song Xici took a bite of a small cake, and then stuck out her pink tongue and licked the little bit of cream stuck to the corner of her lips.
It's just that it hasn't been licked clean yet. Tang Youan felt that she was probably crazy. Even across the screen, some want to help her lick it off.
"Xiao Tang, you said, right?!" However, at this moment, a gentleman next to him suddenly opened his mouth.
Tang Youan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head abruptly to look at everyone, wondering which corner they were talking about again.
"Since ancient times, excessive indulgence in sex, whether male or female, will not end well, right?! Hurry up, say yes!" The gentleman continued to mobilize her.
Tang Youan smiled and had no choice but to nod, but there was already a layer of sweat on his forehead.
So, everyone burst into laughter again inexplicably.
After a while, finally, the dinner was over. It can be considered a gain. Listening to people's opinions, even at this stage, she may also get two advertisements.
Tang Youan's brain was a little dizzy after drinking, but fortunately he was fine. When I got home, it was almost nine o'clock.
After opening the door and changing shoes, Tang Youan just straightened up and took off the bag from his shoulders when he saw Song Xici wearing a loose and slightly transparent white shirt with a loose ball head tied on his head. He came out of the kitchen with a plate of small cakes and a glass of honey water.
"How's the dinner, is the food delicious?" Song Xi asked.
"Actually, I didn't eat a few mouthfuls. The food was cold and not delicious." Tang Youan said.
"Then what should we do?" Song Xici was stunned for a moment. At this point, it's not suitable for a big dish or something. After thinking about it, she said again, "Then... I'll give you something to eat next?"
Hearing this, Tang Youan suddenly remembered the indescribable text he read two days ago, and then coughed.
"What's wrong?" Song Xici looked at her.
"Exactly, what do you mean..." Tang Youan stared at her.
Song Xici was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly rolled her eyes, approached her, and said softly, "What else can I mean, I'll give you something to eat next."
At that moment, Tang Youan didn't know whether it was because of too much alcohol intake, or because Song Xici leaned too close to him, so close that she could even feel her hot breath. Otherwise, how can it be so hot